A maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A prayer: With my voice I cry to ADONAI, with my voice I plead to ADONAI for mercy.
Before him I pour out my complaint, before him I tell my trouble.
When my spirit faints within me, you watch over my path. By the road that I am walking they have hidden a snare for me.
Look to my right, and see that no one recognizes me. I have no way of escape; nobody cares for me.
I cried out to you, ADONAI; I said, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living."
Listen to my cry, for I have been brought very low. Rescue me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.